秋风日夜吹北原,秋芜经霜不复繁。
萦纡一迳渐可蹑,步踏落叶披榛菅。
萧萧九月草木变,独有修竹犹禁寒。
青红野实不可辨,晚日照射霜榴殷。
巉巉女几更清瘦,崖壁刻削无云烟。
潦收石出洛水好,静夜侧耳声潺潺。
原西古城有微路,禾黍离离荒野田。
人家岁熟妇子乐,村巷日暖牛羊闲。
登临嗟我幸无事,况有美酒供开颜。
射麋猎兔可卒岁,弃掷万累休嗟叹。
秋风日夜吹北原,秋芜经霜不复繁。
萦纡一迳渐可蹑,步踏落叶披榛菅。
萧萧九月草木变,独有修竹犹禁寒。
青红野实不可辨,晚日照射霜榴殷。
巉巉女几更清瘦,崖壁刻削无云烟。
潦收石出洛水好,静夜侧耳声潺潺。
原西古城有微路,禾黍离离荒野田。
人家岁熟妇子乐,村巷日暖牛羊闲。
登临嗟我幸无事,况有美酒供开颜。
射麋猎兔可卒岁,弃掷万累休嗟叹。
秋风日日夜夜吹拂着北原,
秋草历经寒霜不再繁茂。
一条曲折的小径渐渐可以踏行,
我踩着落叶,拨开丛生的杂草。
萧瑟的九月,草木都已改变,
唯有修长的竹子依然耐住严寒。
青红相间的野果难以分辨,
夕阳照射下,经霜的石榴显得殷红。
险峻的女几山显得更加清瘦,
崖壁如同刀削,没有云雾缭绕。
积水退去,石头露出,洛水清澈美好,
静夜侧耳倾听,水声潺潺。
原野西边的古城留有隐约的小路,
禾黍茂盛地生长在荒野田地上。
人家丰收年成,妇女孩童欢乐,
村巷中日光温暖,牛羊悠闲。
登临眺望,庆幸我无事烦忧,
何况还有美酒可供开怀畅饮。
射麋猎兔足以度过整年,
抛弃所有牵累,不必再叹息感慨。
The autumn wind blows day and night over the northern plain,
The autumn grasses, frosted, no longer grow profuse.
A winding path emerges, gradually fit to tread,
I walk on fallen leaves, pushing through tangled reeds.
In the bleak ninth month, plants and trees have all transformed,
Only the tall bamboos still brave the biting cold.
Wild fruits of green and red are hard to tell apart,
The evening sun shines on frosty pomegranates, crimson-hued.
The jagged Nüji Peak appears even more gaunt,
Its cliffs carved steep, devoid of mist or cloud.
Floods recede, rocks emerge—the Luo River runs clear,
In silent night, I listen to its murmuring flow.
West of the plain, an ancient town with faint trails remains,
Millet and sorghum spread across the desolate fields.
Households rejoice in harvest, women and children glad,
In sun-warmed village lanes, cattle and sheep roam free.
I climb and gaze, thankful I'm free from worldly cares,
And even more, fine wine is here to cheer my face.
Hunting deer and hares could fill my year with ease,
Cast off all burdens, cease to sigh with vain regret.
风霜摧折草木隐喻着不可抗拒的自然周期。
描写北原秋日萧瑟荒凉之景,寄托时光流逝的感伤。
本诗为七言古诗,押平声韵。
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